At this moment, the sound of engines suddenly came from the entrance of the community. Ling Chen turned his head and saw a fleet of more than ten cars quickly rushing toward this side. Under the glaring lights, Ling Chen raised his arm to shield his eyes. However, judging by the sound of the cars, they were all crashing toward them.
Black-clad figures! Ling Chen's mind raced, quickly turning his gaze toward the opponent, only to see the latter leaping up from the ground, soaring over the roof of a sedan. But just as his feet touched the ground, another vehicle swiftly charged from the side.
Watching the black-clad figure standing in front of the car, Ling Chen's vision blurred momentarily, and the figure immediately vanished without a trace.
Where did he go? Just as he was thinking this, a car horn suddenly sounded in front of him. Ling Chen focused his gaze and discovered a Porsche sports car parked in front of him, with a familiar voice entering his ears: "Chen, get in quickly."
